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Awakening To the Dream	By : ChimaeraChan Category: Harry Potter > Slash - Male/Male > Harry/Draco Views: 45317 -:- Recommendations : 2 -:- Currently Reading : 2
Disclaimer: I do not own Harry Potter, nor any of the characters from the books or movies. I do not make any money from the writing of this story.

Chapter List
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- 50-Ch50 *End Part 1*
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- 67-CH67 *New 6/6/2015*
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‘Kay, people have been asking questions. First, sorry if I’ve confused anyone with the sudden change but you have to realize life is erratic and you don’t always have time to slow down and get all the answers you need. That comes later when you’re around the people that have the answers and no one’s in immediate danger. XD Second, Harry is going through a lot of emotional stuff and represses his memories, gets depressed, and well, doesn’t always see the world through rational eyes. When looking through his eyes you can’t quite trust everything you see including his views on his friends. It takes a while to get through shit like this and, although he has good instances when he can be happy and get along with everyone, be a leader, etc, it’s not going to last until he starts healing. Joy.
Now for the individual questions:
1. ashton
Most questions will be answered later but here are a few I don’t mind telling you.
Ch 14 was Harry’s dream about Voldie and Macnair.
The incident at Privet Drive will be described later from one of the warriors’ point of view. I wanted the reader to see it through Harry’s eyes, the same with the first chapter, so things are limited intentionally.
The Order isn’t that inept; Harry’s just biased at the moment and won’t cut any of them any slack. If anything, it’s Dumbledore’s standing orders to keep Harry in the dark about most things that has led to his lack of knowledge of what’s really going on with the Order, hence his skewed ideas of how they don’t care.
JJ
Just incase you missed the note in the last chapter. Draco would have to have been wounded mortally for their memories to come back. That last breath before the light fades is when the memories unwind. The possibility of death wouldn’t do it.
Mis
Not even close to the end! It’s a WIP and a long one. Hell, it’s looking novel length at this point. I’m just running out of the pages I’ve written so far. Eventually, you’re all going to be stuck having to wait for me to write in between posts. ^^; I hear the protests already…
Thrnbrooke
~pokes~ Narcissa’s been pregnant since I mentioned it way back in the third chapter. >_> ~glomps~ Thanks for all the sweetness comments all this time.
That goes for all of you btw. XD Thanks for bothering to comment and I know I hardly get to thanking people but if you ask a question I’ll try to get back to you about it… as long as I feel like I won’t be giving away the plot; that’d be a no-no. ^^

Disclaimer: This story is based on characters and situations created and owned by JK Rowling, various publishers including but not limited to Bloomsbury Books, Scholastic Books and Raincoast Books, and Warner Bros., Inc. No money is being made and no copyright or trademark infringement is intended.

CH27

Draco sat glaring at the empty portrait. He had never had the privilege to meet the man in real life, but if Phineas Nigellus was anything like his portrait than he was certain he must have been the hugest bastard of his time. He had practically called him a selfish coward! Oh, sure, at times, but certainly not this time. He couldn’t help that the whole lot of them were fools. Didn’t they understand that you couldn’t interrupt an exritus?
It just wasn’t done. Maybe if he had a death wish but obviously that wasn’t the case.
He got up with a sigh and straightened out his bed. He would take a quick look like he had for the last seven days, but that was it. There was no way in hell he was strolling in there. The last time he had looked all the furniture had been destroyed and the boy had been covered in blood from rolling in broken glass. He had cleared the room of the mess but Potter would have to wait just like everyone else before he got those wounds seen to. Draco wasn’t about to risk his life to do it the hard way and magic could potentially kill Harry while in his current state. Honestly, didn’t Dumbledore know anything!
Shrugging into his robe, he walked down the long corridor until he was in front of the door that led to the arrival chamber. The wards here were just as powerful as the ones on the outer entrances. He hesitantly pressed his ear to the door to see if Harry had calmed a bit. He grimaced and pulled away. Touching his face, he found blood smeared on it. “What the hell—?” He threw the door open, gave the room a once over, and whirled around.
“Son of a bitch! Potter, you can’t just walk into my house! Wards relate to you like they do everyone else!” He stomped his foot; it was childish but he didn’t care. Grimmauld Place had wards strong enough to fight off Voldemort and yet Potter just strolls in like it was nothing. First that bloody house elf and now this! If Black Manor hadn’t been infested with a hatch of Dragon eggs that Aunt Evelyne had decided to protect for the hundred years it would take to hatch he would have gone there. Hell, after all this he was considering it. The early hatchers would have eaten any remaining crazy house elves. “…Where the hell are you!” He searched around until his eyes fell upon a streak of blood on the wall. Following the gory trail of blood and— broken vase! “Potter, you oaf.” He hissed, increasing his pace so he could prevent the Gryffindork from bringing the house down around his ears.
He came to a halt, nearly stumbling over the huddled creature leaning against the wall. “…Dobby?” He gaped, taking in the tears falling from his huge bulbous eyes. The elf was free now, and surprisingly happy. He couldn’t have come crawling back to serve him; that just wasn’t Dobby’s way. “Why are you here? What’s happened? …Did you let that idiot in here?” His voice got lower as he remembered that Potter was running around somewhere in a very dangerous state.
“Master Draco! I is tried to stop him but he insisted, he did! He is just walked out the door and holed himself up in here and I can’t get in!” Dobby squeaked, jumping up and down and pulling at his ears.
Draco frowned and turned to the door beside the house elf. “In here?” He asked with a hint of disbelief.
“Yes’sir, he won’t come out! I is tried to go after but I got’d lost.”
Draco looked carefully at the door. “Dobby… it’s a closet.”
“I is knowing that! Master Harry is in there and he is not coming out!”
Draco sighed and contemplated the option of going back to bed. …No, that stupid portrait would never let him live it down. Like hell he was a coward! With a growl he grabbed the doorknob and yanked it open.
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